Lyric discussion by Samoan 

Popper's genius shines through in this song. It is a satire of the music industry and the pointless cookie-cutter songs they produce every year. It is also a commentary on the lemmings that purchase such drivel. My favorite line is "Could be financial suicide, but I've got too much pride inside to hide, or slide. I'll do as I decide and let it ride until I've died and ONLY THEN shall I abide this tide of catchy little tunes and hip three minute ditties." That is priceless.

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